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Chapter 321 The Uninvited Guest

"I'm afraid that what the Nie family will welcome is not the respect of the people of the world, but the killing of the people of the world." The crazy monk said meaningfully, with a slight smile on the corner of his mouth that seemed to mean something.

Nie Kuangdi was taken aback for a moment, then a wry smile appeared on his face, and he said, "If not, monk, in all fairness, are the two of us Lu Qianzhong's opponents?"

"Difficult!" The crazy monk gave his answer without the slightest hesitation.

It's not that he destroyed his ambition, but the feeling that Lu Qianzhong gave him. He is no longer the coward who retreated without a fight 30 years ago. Now Lu Qianzhong has been reborn from the ashes and has become a real devil in the world. Lu Qianzhong, who has achieved great success in blood and magic, is not something that a mad monk and Nie Kuangdi can resist.

If Wen Tao and others were here, Chu Sanglan and Liu Qingyi would definitely be dissatisfied when they heard what they said. You two are not opponents, and we may not be opponents together.

It's not that the mad monk and Nie Kuangdi look down on them, but that the difference in realm is too great. Even though Chu Sanglan and them are tied for the top ten powerhouses, the two of them are still not optimistic about Chu Sanglan. The realm belongs to the realm, realm and combat experience It is not the same, which is why Wutuba was able to dominate the martial arts for decades a hundred years ago.

Without him, only combat experience.

Being in the same state, a master of Shattered Void who cultivates purely by himself is not a master of Shattered Void who fights for life and death.

Leaving aside how much Chu Sanglan and Liu Qingyi's combat experience was inferior to that of Lu Qianzhong, just the control of the new power, the two of them combined could not be worth a Lu Qianzhong.

What's more, Lu Qianzhong's blood-sucking magic method is not afraid of crowds. The more people there are, the more advantages the blood-sucking magic method can give full play to. People don't feel relaxed, so Kuangdi Nie and the crazy monk's intentions are obvious. The two of them deal with Lu Qianzhong. As for Wen Tao and others, they can do whatever they want.

It was precisely because of the distrust of the two of them that Kuangdi Nie would come up with the idea of ​​exchanging the secrets of the beast forest for the two living gods of the Li family, but he would never have imagined that he would arrive in the Forbidden City half a month later When he got his wish and met the two living gods, the two flatly rejected his deal.

What shocked Nie Kuangdi even more was that the second son of the Li family had lost all his skills, and the boss of the Li family also bluntly said that he was not Lu Qianzhong's opponent. It's all about human effort, the two of us have paid too much for the Li family, and the Li family has also paid too much for this world, it's time for a new dynasty to replace the Li family." Such words.

But all this has not happened yet, Kuangdi Nie is still struggling with the choice between everyone and Xiaojia, and the crazy monk is also thinking of countermeasures with a sad face.

In April, South Shaolin is still a bit cold. Just after a light snowfall, there are faint traces of white snow on both sides of a small mountain road leading to North Shaolin. As the saying goes, snow does not turn cold into snow, and in this cold weather However, Northern Shaolin has a different appearance, with hundreds of monks wearing only long trousers, doing morning exercises in the snow and ice.

"You should know that our Shaolin Temple has never compromised with anyone. Even if we are about to face evil cultists, we still have the confidence to surrender them." A middle-aged monk with thick eyebrows and big eyes stood beside these young monks In front of him, holding a pointer in his hand, he lectured loudly. The cassock on his body was a little faded after being washed and washed for many years, and it turned into an indescribable dark yellow. His movements are gradually expanding.

"Go through fire and water, slay demons and eliminate demons!" A group of young monks were excited when they heard the words of the great monk, and shouted in unison, with a particularly strong momentum.

Listening to the shouts of the young monks, the big monk showed a satisfied smile on his face.

However, at this moment, a discordant voice suddenly sounded: "Slaying demons and demons, what a big tone."

As soon as the voice came out, the young monks in the square immediately became agitated. The big monk's face changed, and he said coldly towards the path down the mountain: "I don't know which senior is here again, please show up and see."

The voice sounded again: "Senior masters don't have the demon cult monsters you mentioned, but there are many evildoers. Monk, let Kong Wen get out, or I will burn you Nan Shaolin to nothing."

The great monk froze, his face turned blue and white, and he roared angrily, "Hey! The evil cultists come out and die!"

Hearing the Great Monk's shout, the voice burst into laughter suddenly, and taunted him for a while, "Great Monk, don't seek death, let Kong Wen come out and speak."

"Humiliate my abbot of Shaolin, the monster will die!" The great monk immediately turned into a glaring Vajra, a pointer was pinched by him, and with a touch of his toe, the great monk was several feet tall, and rushed straight to the courtyard wall like a bird. With a flick of the robe, an invisible qi rolled up the shattered pointer, and with a wave of the palm, the broken pointer disappeared in the eyes of a group of young monks like dots of starlight.

Seeing the master who seldom showed his skills suddenly make a move, a group of young monks couldn't help but widen their eyes, wanting to see the movements of the big monk clearly. stand up.

"Twice." The previous voice sounded again, it seemed to be a compliment, but the sarcasm in the tone was extremely obvious.

The young monks didn't know what sarcasm was called, and when they heard that even Master's enemies praised Master, they couldn't help but feel even more excited, as if they were more excited than praising them.

After all, the big monk is not a young monk. Hearing what the visitor said, he knew that his trick had been picked up, and his face was ashamed and angry.

"Grand Monk, since your Shaolin Shuangbamboo Chopsticks are [-]% ready, I won't embarrass you, let Kong smell it."

When the great monk heard the words from the owner of the voice, his face suddenly became serious. His Shaolin double bamboo chopsticks can be described as the secret of Shaolin. Except for the abbot, very few people know that this mysterious person just took his own move. He knew that the exercises he used were truly terrifying.

"Forgive me." The great monk thought for a moment, then said slowly.

As if influenced by the conversation between the two, the young monks gradually became quiet. Even if they don't know martial arts, they know that things don't seem to be as easy as they imagined.

"Great monk, I will give you one last chance. Shaolin double bamboo chopsticks are extremely difficult for you. Although Kong Wen and I have a grudge, we are also martial arts practitioners. I don't want to see your kung fu lost. You think about it carefully." The owner of the voice changed his aggressiveness before, and suddenly played the card of warmth.

"No, what advice does the benefactor have? I will take it as a monk. If you want the monk to retreat without a fight, it is absolutely impossible." The great monk flatly rejected the proposal of the voice owner, with his hands behind his back, a breath of pride Spontaneously.

The owner of the voice was silent for a while, and finally sighed, saying: "Forget it, it seems that if you don't give you some power, you probably won't give up."

(End of this chapter)